Sky Silver, formerly Justin Lucifer

by Rowan Ex

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Human, Alternate Universe
Length: 989

When a human wakes up as a pegasus pony mid-flight, things can get a little downhill.

Based on something I made with KazeRinShin after going along this thread.

Justin thought he could sleep well and have cool dreams. But after he wakes up, he found himself on a rather surprising location. He was a pegasus pony mid-flight. Crashing into a cloud and trying to take the calm approach, he tries to survive Equestria as things don't go so well. He's human after all.

Book X6 of X7, the Ryder Familia Chroniculum.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-11-22 04:22:56 UTC

Prolouge - Wake Up, Take Steps!

Justin Lucifer didn’t knew that this day will be his last day being a human on Earth.

It all began when Justin headed straight into bed after a long and normal day for him. After flopping towards his soft and fluffy science-themed bed, he closed his eyes and began to drift towards the uncertain dreamland which he called Wonderland. Little did he know that he was transported into Equestria and by then it was too late. He opened his eyes to find himself on the sky. Looking down, he felt his body freeze.

“Oh.”

He fell. As simple as that. He simply fell downwards. He fell as he flailed his arms. He fell as panic took over until he had hit something white, soft and fluffy. He blinked and saw checked what saved him. It was a white fluffy cloud.

“Uh…” He tried to stand on two legs only to stumble and balance on four legs. Giving up, he sat instead and got to check her bearings more carefully.

“I’m a pegasus,” he realized. He nearly fell as he tried to stop himself from nearly panicking as he had trained to do. Less panic, more thoughts, for exact. He inspected his arms and legs. He nodded as he tried to move them and it felt alive. “I guess I’m going to be a pegasus pony forever,” he whispered to himself, flopping towards the cloud. He then notice a very familiar town with a familiar tree castle and smiled. There laid Ponyville, all in its riches, scars, and glory.

He stared at the clouds around him and began to plan. He could try to make the cloud super heavy and head towards Ponyville…and then plan out the next. He facepalmed— facehoofed?— and began to think about what he should do next. He could head towards the Princess of Friendship, whoever she was since he wasn’t actually a brony just some random watcher who just pickpocketed on its lessons and applied them in real life, and explain things… Or he could just find a way to go down if his make-cloud-heavy doesn’t work.

A few minutes later…

Justin headbanged at the cloud which was just the same, only bigger. He couldn’t believe that some aspects of the show didn’t work. Oh, well. He looked around only to realize that the ground had rose just enough to reach him. He blinked and stretched out his hoof to make sure he was really that close and tripped out of the cloud, earning himself some loose feathers. As one of the feathers landed on Justin’s own nose, he sneezed and remembered that he had wings which were just no use since he doesn’t know how to fly. Speaking of movement, he stood and faced the direction of Ponyville which was still visible because of the castle.

“Wow,” he muttered. He took a step forwards and tripped. “Ow.”

He stood up and tried to walk only to trip after three steps later. He tried again and again and again until he was accustomed to walking and was, surprisingly along with the bruises and cuts that he got while practicing how to walk straight, just a few steps away from Ponyville. He sighed, and then headed towards the castle, only to notice the pony princess with some guards.

Things seem to be in the chaos side of the coin for him after having the order side of the coin.

Er…

You do get it, right?

After finishing up the prologue with a small note and a very stylish writing with my best assistant, I seal up the chapter and motioned him to leave as our time was over. Guess who’s the assistant is. Actually, don’t answer that. Lissia, why the hell are you recording that part! Cut it off——

Where was I… Yes. After he left, I read the chapter and smiled. It would be another day before another chapter is made, and this chapter looked lovely and ready, since I haven’t got myself a proofreader for it, that is.

After I left my writing room, I headed towards my bedroom and headed towards a mirror which reflected my whole body. After staring at it for a few seconds, my reflection wavered into Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Magic and of Friendship. I wave at my own reflection before she started up.

“I guess you finished transcribing the start of his story?” Twilight asked. “You got ink on your dress and hands, you know.”

I looked at myself and blush. “Yeah. It was quite cut short though.”

“You’ll get the rest by package,” Twilight affirmed. “Now, let’s both call it a night. I know you have quite a fandom to stir when hey realize that Helena Ryder, self-proclaimed Twilight Sparkle cosplayer, posted her first work after what seemed to be a long time of silent after the Ninth Object contest and lost dramatically!”

I let out a small chuckle. “It’s not like your adventures with Mr. White Rose, though. Did I hear about him being a resurrected NED officer? I wonder how that’s like…”

“Touché,” Twilight commented. “Good night, Helena.” Her form began to waver.

“Good night, Twilight.”

“Sir? Are you…alright?”

“I’m…fine, thank you very much. Are you, by chance, Princess Twilight Sparkle?”

“Uh… Yes, I am.”

“Oh, praise Jesus I found you… Look, I don’t have time to say something at the moment, can I stay with you?”

“Oh…kay…”

“This,” I comment. “This is really awkward. I mean, I’m actually hearing dialogue on what seemed to be the next part of the story I’m writing.”

Probably because it is, Helena.

“Oh, you’re back,” I noticed. “That voice who sounded like Celestia, which I know that you’re not Celestia but rather by subconscious who by peculiar chance adapted Princess Celestia’s style.”

I am also part of her in which she can also relay her instructions to you.

“Oh.”